Imprisoned

Some time back I watched this scary movie, “The Skeleton key”, imdb 6.5, so no need to check it out, but the idea was extremely scary. The devil spirit could swap bodies. What happened was that when the body, he was living in, grew old, he chose the body of a young, good looking, and presentable person and swapped bodies with that person. So there was no corpse, no blood, no trace of evil or the like, just a young person who found himself in an old body and doomed to die with that body, and the devil spirit who happily sailed away with is new body. The victim was imprisoned in that shrunken, withered, incapable body, hopeless of any freedom ever.
I remembered the ending scene of the movie, when the other day, I saw an old man, who was just walking around and talking to himself in a very same manner. It was as if there was a person imprisoned in a body unable to free up, He seemed distant from his body. He looked far away, in search of something unknown to me. He apparently had some mental impairment of a kind, or so I thought, but it struck me that aging actually does not change our cognitive ability, if anything, it will be sharper and more experienced. How does it feel 30-40-50 years down the road, if one day we wake up and look at ourselves in the mirror and do not recognize ourselves?

It is not that improbable, our mind learns to accept the aging body, so if one day we lose that small thread of mind-body association and we are in an old age, incapable and crippled, what would we do. It should be an immense pain of inability to do anything and yet being doomed to continue to live. It is pretty scary though …